Rebirth 1982 Be the stubborn master

Chapter 275 The Bald Man's Stubbornness
Yuan Mei sent people to build the stage first, and then she came over to discuss with Du Kang which play to sing.

"Boss Du, what do you want to hear? I'll help arrange it."

Du Kang frowned. If you ask him this, he doesn't know much about Peking Opera, and he even said he never knew it. He didn't even know how many roles he had.

How should he answer?

Just as he was about to inquire about Yuan Mei, he suddenly remembered a piece of Beijing opera he had seen before. Du Kang said with a smile, "I heard that there is a scene in Peking opera in which Han Xin dies in Weiyang Palace. Can you sing it?"

"That's Weiyang Palace Killing Han Xin, if you like it, sing this."

On such a festive day, he always felt a little bit wrong singing this, but since Du Kang ordered it, they were fine.

Du Kang nodded in agreement, he also wanted to review this paragraph.

Mainly to see the moment when Han Xin died.

Even he, who never paid attention to Beijing opera, couldn't help but marvel, it was too dangerous and too surprised.

After working for a long time, it was noon soon, and Du Kang greeted him, "Let's eat first, and we'll be ready to sing after dinner."

"How can this work? There is no reason to eat before you work."

"That can't make you go to the opera hungry."

Du Kang was right, so Yuan Mei invited people to come over for dinner.

There were eight plates and two bowls of soup, which made Yuan Mei's eyes straight.

"This, this is too rich, there is no need to do this."

Du Kang said indifferently, "It's just a few dishes, it's nothing."

Yuan Mei really wanted to say that this is nothing, so what else is there.

Even if he has traveled far and wide and experienced a lot, he has only seen such a sumptuous meal a few times in the old society. He really didn't expect Du Yun to be willing to entertain them like this.

Originally heard that it was a private enterprise, Yuan Mei, who was a little disapproving, immediately changed his face and smiled at Du Kang.

I decided in my heart that I must sing this play well.

After dinner, the show began.

The employees and family members who were scattered all over the zoo and botanical garden also came to watch.

When the gathering is almost done, the opera will start on the stage.

Du Kang can only say that it sounds good. As for the others, who knows what is good.

He didn't study at all, just listen to it.

After singing for a long time, it reached the moment when Han Xin was forced to death.

Han Xin sang a few words, then suddenly picked up the knife and slashed across his neck, and fell straight backwards, falling like a door panel, and even bounced twice.

"Good good."

Everyone couldn't help applauding, Du Kang also stood up and applauded, and asked Li Chengru next to him: "Is this the zombie?"

Zombie fall, also known as zombie fall, is the most difficult and dangerous move in Peking Opera.

This kind of action is often used in operas to perform difficult actions such as "suicide" and "suicide".

There are two types of "hard zombies" and "soft zombies".

The difficulty factor of "soft zombie" is slightly lower, but it is also very dangerous. You have to lower your waist first, tilt your body at 45 degrees, and then fall straight down.

"Hard Zombie" is more difficult and more dangerous. In a tense state, it directly falls to the ground.

This sounds simple, isn't it just falling backwards, I can do it if I go up.

In fact, it was very difficult. I fell straight down, and even bounced twice.

You think about how difficult it is, not only to overcome psychological obstacles, but also to take great risks.

If it falls badly, it will become a zombie.

When Yuan Mei came down from the stage, Du Kang gave a thumbs up and said, "Amazing, really amazing."

"It's just to make a living."

On a lively day, when the family came home, Xu Jianguo suddenly came to visit.

Du Kang asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to report to you. Someone complained that you were extravagant and wasteful. The annual meeting should be low-key. We can suppress it this time, and it won't be so in the future."

Du Kang almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, spending his own money, what do you say is extravagant and wasteful, isn't it idle?

Thanks to him for kindly reminding, Du Kang pondered, it was indeed a bit too lively, the next event will not invite so many people, it will only be held in a small area.

Of course, the benefits that should be paid have to be paid, but they are no longer gathered together.

Just after the new year, and the fifteenth day hadn't passed yet, Su Zhenxing came here with big and small gifts.

Du Kang had long been used to people bringing all kinds of gifts when they came to him, but he was still shocked by his generosity.

Six boxes of Moutai, six boxes of Wuliangye, one piece of pork...

All kinds of gifts piled up half the room.

"Tell me, what do you have to do with me?"

Su Zhenxing said in a sad tone, "I didn't come here to see Brother Du, how could you doubt that I have a purpose."

Du Kang glanced at him, and said lightly, "Do I believe what you say?"

Su Zhenxing smiled brightly. Of course, no one would believe his words. He got so many things and came to play with people, and no one would believe him when he said it.

"Actually, it's nothing, I just want to ask about Clivia's market in the future, boss, you must help.

Now it has sold 10,000+. If it falls, I feel like I will jump off the building. "

"No, you have earned a lot in the past two years, how can you reach that point."

Su Zhenxing said with a wry smile, "I made a lot of money, but I also invested a lot. Now I have thousands of pots of Clivia in my hands, worth at least hundreds of thousands. If this falls into my hands, see if I can bear it."

That's right, thousands of pots of Clivia are worth hundreds of thousands. Think about it, there are not many households with [-] yuan, so you can stock up hundreds of thousands of Clivia.

It’s okay if you are blinded by money, and you only think about making money, thinking about how much money you can make after selling so many Clivia.

But he didn't think that if something goes wrong, he might go bankrupt and even owe countless foreign debts outside.

It's okay to not have that worry.

But Su Zhenxing, as the top few leaders in the entire industry, is well aware of the risks involved.

He is now dancing on the tip of the knife, and he may fall to pieces at any time. The higher the price, the more unstable the knife mountain will be, and the easier it will fall, which makes him feel uncomfortable.

"It's okay, don't worry, if it really doesn't work, I will tell you."

"Boss, you said it very lightly. I am now bald."

He took off the hat he was wearing, revealing his extremely smart head, which was shining brightly, without a single hair, only a circle around it, a proper Mediterranean hairstyle.

Du Kang burst out laughing, Su Zhenxing was younger than himself, but in the end, he suddenly became Mediterranean.

The pressure to make money is enormous.

Su Zhenxing's face turned even darker, what is this?

"You can't be considered bald."

"Why not? Look around, my head is already bald."

"Baldness means that there is no hair on the whole head. You have quite a few. Even if there is only one hair left, it is not considered bald."

"Really, why am I lying to you? You see you have hair, how can you say you are bald."

"Yes, I still have hair. I'm not bald. Even if I have one hair, I'm not bald."

Su Zhenxing was full of air, happy that he was not bald.

What Du Kang didn't tell him was that there was only one hair left, and he didn't admit that he was bald, which was the last stubbornness of the bald man.

It's easy to get laughed out of your teeth.

(End of this chapter)